I am in a quandary.
Someone or something is messing with me.
I have lost sleep the last two nights because of it.
I love to read but it seems forever since I have read for fun.
I have had homework for bootcamp.
I have read some self-help and nutrition books
that go along with what I am learning in bootcamp.
Last week though, I picked up a book
my niece Ellen had given me and started reading.
Usually I read in fits.
A few minutes here and there.
I either become obsessed with chores
that I remember I need to do,
phones calls to make,
or I go into a coma.
I don't do movies very well either...same problem.
Most of the time, I have several books going at once.
Every time I pick one up I have to do a quick review
to remember what it was about.
My kindle is full of half started books, also.
This particular book was pretty good.
I was about a third of the way in.
Friday I was off to Annie's to babysit.
I had my book and a new magazine
in my pile of stuff to take.
I had a tote with my healthy lunch and snacks.
I had my camera bag.
I had my purse.
I remember thinking
"I shouldn't take the book because I will
be too wrapped up playing with the kids"
but also thinking "well, they might nap."
I don't remember what my final decision was.
Later that evening I decided I wanted to read.
I couldn't find the book.
I looked in my car.
Annie said it wasn't at her house.
Maggie said she hadn't seen it.
The cleaning lady said she hadn't seen it.
I have searched my house.
I am a neat nik so it should be easy to spot.
It is not.
I have looked under my bed...
not logical since
I don't think I ever took it upstairs.
But then again...who can remember?
I have looked under and behind sofas
and under cushions.
I have looked in the laundry basket,
the trash, and the fridge.
(I once found my phone in the trash and the fridge.)
Now I think I may just order it on Kindle.
The main problem with that plan is
when I do a search I cannot seem to find
The I Can't Remember The Title by Something What's Her Name.
Damn you Dead Estrogen once again.